Hilarious Pampered Consort: Lord I Will Wait for Your Divorce Chapter 334: Kneel down and serve tea to the princess 3

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"Are you aggrieved when you first enter the Eighth Prince's Mansion and serve tea to the princess? Do you need me to talk to the Queen Mother? Or ask Anlehou? Has no one ever taught you these etiquettes?" Mo Liancheng was indifferent. Even the reprimands were reasonable.

Qu Tan'er was watching from the side.

Sigh! Sigh again.

What a naive woman. She thinks she comes to the Eight Princes’ Mansion to enjoy happiness? Or do you think you can gain his favor by marrying in? Can he take away everything that belongs to her, Qu Tan'er? That was it on day one. If she is more peaceful, she can live a peaceful life. If she is restless, she will probably have to suffer.

No, it's strange that a woman like Zhao Qingyun would be calm.

Zhao Qingyun had a sad face, knelt down in grievance, and served the tea respectfully.

Qu Tan'er blinked, did he want her to pick it up? Still not answering? Just as he was about to stretch out his little hand to pick it up, Mo Liancheng unexpectedly shook it. With his other hand, he flicked his long sleeve and swept the tea bowl in Zhao Qingyun's hand to the ground. He said lightly: "I have remembered it, Tan'er." Youxi, the doctor seems to say...you can't drink tea. Just step aside and let the princess be quiet. If you have nothing to do in the future, don't show up in the snowy courtyard casually."

"..." Qu Tan'er had a dark look on his face.

Is the man in front of me...still a human? If it were her, she probably wouldn't be able to do it either.

Zhao Qingyun hid her face and ran out of the snow courtyard crying.

As for Mo Liancheng, he didn't even look at it.

Not far away, the two of them looked carefully at a certain man and a certain woman lying quietly under the tree.

"Shi Xue, do you think the prince did it on purpose?" Jing Xin asked softly.

"It's so obvious, why ask?" Shi Xue asked instead without answering.

"Isn't it too harsh?"

"Then what do you want? Wait for that woman to come directly to bully your master?"

"That's right." The two looked at each other and fell silent.

Qu Tan'er raised her eyebrows slightly. Although the two of them spoke in a low voice, it was because the courtyard was too quiet that she still heard them. The corners of his mouth moved, and he asked with a smile: "You did it on purpose."

"Why did you ask a question that is stupider than Jing Xin?"

"..." As the crow flies, she admits it.

"Are you really not afraid that Anlehou will find you?"

"Be obedient to your father before you are married, and be obedient to your husband when you are married, and do not follow the rules of women. I am waiting to serve her with Qi Chu. As for Anlehou, don't you still know what his daughter's temper is? Moreover, he... many times Is there no point in proposing to marry your daughter to this king?" Mo Liancheng said at the end, snorting coldly.

Qu Tan'er suddenly understood.

It turns out that Anlehou also has plans. From this point of view, Zhao Qingyun was just a bargaining chip used by her father to win over Mo Liancheng. To put it bluntly, a wedding was a relationship of mutual use. This way, I really wasn't afraid that Zhao Qingyun could cause any trouble.

As the days passed, everything seemed to be peaceful in the house.

Zhao Qingyun felt much calmer when she passed by the Snow Courtyard and served tea.

In the snow courtyard, Qu Tan'er wandered around for a while, feeling very bored.

Take the jade flute given by Mo Liancheng again and play with it. Regarding the piece that the old monster asked her to practice last time, she has already mastered it and can basically make no mistakes, but she has never played it seriously. Then he took out the flute given by the old monster, "I wonder if it sounds good when played?" I originally wanted to use the ancient flute, but finally replaced it with the jade flute given by Mo Liancheng.

Try to blow it, but the one that makes a sound.

The flute touches the lips, the posture is arranged, and the flute sound just starts——

"Howling!" Suddenly a gust of wind arose from the ground and swept across the courtyard!